It's The Eye Of The Sarlacc. Its A Lightsaber Fight!

[Cawn]

Watching [member="Drystan Marakos"] as she explained the form he made mental notes in his head especially about how to counter someone employing the form. Early aggressiveness would have to be tampered down of course, an attack without waiting for an opening would be deadly. Then again she had said it was for groups of enemies and so whittling them down as fast as possible could be useful. He'd have to test this later against the training droids.

Breaking out of the group the Armino drew his shoto. Unclipping the circular handle from his belt it felt unusual in his paws. He'd never get used to have a circular handle when an oval just worked far better. Taking it loosely into a two handed grip he looked over the group. None really matched his small height but that was to be expected and anything to his advantage. "Righty two questions? Who want' an opponent an' I am gonna guess I don' need to practice the low guard."

 

[Kaili Brand]

Kaili was greatful the lecture Master Marakos gave was mostly technical during its second half. Force knew he had heard the abridged history of shii-cho enough for one week. Watching her go through the basic strikes, Kaili made slow practice movements to make sure his foot movement was atleast close. He could hardly call any of this progress, but the live class had at minimum provided him something the holovids could not.

[member=Cawn] was the first to speak up after Marakos order them to break into teams, questioning the necessity of practicing his low guard. Kaili approached quietly, his voice barely radiating out of his hood. "I uh...wouldn't that guard be useful for you if the terrain gets you above your opponent?" He asked, shifting uncomfortably as he tried (and failed) to look the strange otter thing in the eye. "Also uh...I could...do the thing with you..yeah..." He added quickly, gesturing awkwardly to the training saber. He hadn't really been expecting to spar with the odd creature, but accepting his open offer was a little easier than trying to ask another of the students.

 

[Reggie Faayare]

The way [member="Drystan Marakos"] explained Form I was not what Reggie had expected. The illustration given was actually quite helpful to Reggie, giving him a better view of the form. Even though the young Padawan already had the knowledge about the form, he still watched the movements of the Knight as she demonstrated a lunge. The power in the strike was clear as day, and would surely cause a problem for any opponent. Having no questions, Reggie waited for the training to proceed.

When it was let known that the students would pair up with one another Reggie scratched the back of his head. Usually, he would just find anyone who needed a partner and ask them if they would like to train with one another. This time he decided to follow suit with [member="Cawn"] and let someone decide if they want to train with him or not. Reggie has realized that some people don't like his enthusiasm, so he doesn't want to annoy anyone too much.

"If anyone wants to be my partner, just let me know!"

As much as he tried, the enthusiasm and friendliness still seemed to just radiate his words. Hopefully it wasn't too much, but the thought soon left Reggie's mind, his focus returning to the training almost immediately. He waited for someone to pair up with him.

[member="Cyrus Nova"] [member="Ostdern Mastogar"] [member="Jasper Candos"] [member="Kaili Brand"] [member="Raya-Tat"]

 

[Jasper Candos]

[member="Kaili Brand"] [member="Cyrus Nova"] [member="Reggie Faayare"] [member="Cawn"] [member="Drystan Marakos"] [member="Raya-Tat"]

Jasper always took in his information when he could and he always made sure that the information will be used when it he could use it. In the case of the information of Form I however ,to say that Jasper took in all of the information on the lightsaber combat of shii-cho was an understatement. Jasper focused ALL on his attention on lecture and her demonstration so much, that Jasper felt some regret in not bringing any paper to write down the notes and made a reminder to himself to head back to his room to write down all the information on some paper. If someone in the class had seen him during the lecture, they would think that he would was in a trance. Memorized but the words of someone who was speaking lies and telling someone what they want to hear instead of what they need to hear. Only difference Jasper soon came back to his senses once Master Marakos finished her lecture. Jasper didn't realize this, but it took only a few seconds after the lecture ended to realized he was smiling from excitement.

Something he did not like one bit. He didn't want anyone noticing it and quickly lost the smile and afterwards though about the lightsaber form.

He knew that Shi-Cho was only the first of many forms but he knew he had to focus more on this form before moving on with the others because to him, all other forms required the used of shi-cho. Even Jasper knew that due to his common sense coming in play. He liked the advantages it had, useful against multiple opponents, fallback when other light sabers forms won't work, it's being a bold and direct form. It's was no wonder to the teen why it was the most basic of all the forms. He wished had learned this form on his home planet before coming here.

However, he tired to think about about the downside of using the form once he though about it. If this form was so good than why was other Jedi using it? Why were there classes in other forms? He knew their was a catch to this and he wanted to find out what it was. He was doing to use a form if he was ever in a actual battle unless he knew all about strengths and weakness.

“ Jedi Master Marakos...” Jasper started. Attempting to get her attention by calling out her name. “ What is Shi-Cho weakness? There have to be a reason the other forms where created and why previous Jedis didn't use specialized in this one.”

While Jasper was given a Jedi cube and used it to learn about the form and the Jedi, he couldn't find any detailed info on each of the forms to his satisfaction.

 

[Ostdern Mastogar]

[member="Drystan Marakos"]
Ostdern sighed a bit.

"Alright if I have to I will." He said stiffly.

In truth he wasn't all that skilled with a normal lightsaber, as these were the first ones he'd ever really seen. Igniting the blade, the teen swung it around a bit before putting down and disengaging the weapon. He sat down and waited for the lecture to start. Drystan seemed to be very skilled in what she was doing, so Ostdern trusted her to teach him everything she could to both up his overall knowledge and to further develop his unorthodox combat style.

(OOC: School has been busy for me as of late, I wasn't able to post until now. Sorry that it's so short I've left you hanging for three days now.)

 

[Raya-Tat]

(okay for some reason not getting alerted to posts sorry)

[member="Drystan Marakos"]

She listened and looked at all of them trying to follow as she was excited more people were copming and she would be able to really try and practice the saber skills. She had a dozen questions but someone beat her to it... mostly the main weakness of the form. THe others had been made but each balanced out countering something or augmenting it. Niman she knew was a balanced form using all of them but also b=not realy providing much in the terms of strength and weaknesses.

 

[Drystan Marakos]

Drystan was about to answer [member="Cawn"]'s question regarding his use of the Low Guard, but was pleasantly surprised to hear Kaili give the answer Drystan herself would have given. The Jedi had been intermingling within the group, walking to & fro, investigating her students in their form & correcting any minor mistakes they might have, so she was close to the two. "Very good, Kaili." The woman spoke, approvingly, then offered her own answer to the Armino. "Indeed, a low guard would provide an advantage, allowing you to cover your lower extremities much quicker than the others. If you'd like a demonstration, I'm sure we can arrange something for you."

The Jedi Knight laid a hand supportingly upon [member="Kaili Brand"]'s shoulder; non-verbal support for his volunteering to partner up with his fellow student. The young man needed to find his voice. She'd passed by him him earlier, correcting the Padawan's footwork succinctly yet kindly, and had noticed the young man took instruction well... provided he was not the center of attention. "Make sure each of you take turns as opponent & defender; each of you should be trying the different guards, as well as your basic strikes and blocks. Slow is Smooth, young ones - muscle memory begets speed, not the other way around." She spoke to everyone, but gave Kaili's arm a squeeze before continuing on.​

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Spying [member="Reggie Faayare"]'s willingness to partner up, Drystan had directed him toward [member="Ostdern Mastogar"]; she believed that the two Tattooine Natives might find common ground amongst each-other, and she was curious how they might match one-another. The two had been partnered up through much of the practice, and she thought it was a good match. She'd allowed herself a small smile at Ostdern's disappointment at not being allowed the use of his own weapon, but she believed it would benefit him in the long run and was grateful he didn't argue.​

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At [member="Jasper Candos"]' question, Drystan answered. "That's a great question, Jasper." She had approached him as he practiced with his partner, @Raya-Tat. "It's not that Jedi in the past did not specialize in Shii-Cho; it's as much a fleshed-out Form as the others. However, Shii-Cho is... very broad." She explained, illustrating her point by speaking with gestures. "It does a few things very well, but Shii-Cho is likely to fail against an opponent who excels at Saber-to-Saber combat, such as one trained in the Form known as Makashi." Drystan, herself, was a Master in Form II. "Shii-Cho provides great benefits against enemies armed with anything else but a lightsaber. As some Jedi go their entire lives never facing a Sith or Dark Jedi, Shii-Cho may very well excel against blaster-wielding assailants or groups of enemies... but if you intend on facing enemies similarly armed as yourself, you'll want a much broader selection of techniques and training."

[member="Cyrus Nova"] and Drystan also spent some time sparring, and she provided the young man instruction of his own, working to improve his form & help his comfortability with the basics of Shii-Cho. He seemed to be quite the fast learner, and she determined rather quickly that he had a Warrior's Spirit - delivering enough power even in his training blows to show the Jedi Sentinel he was taking the training seriously. She gave his arm a squeeze, grinning at him, before walking amongst his fellow students.

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She was quite impressed with how well each of them did for the lecture & instructional portions of the class, and gave them ample time for each partner to become acquainted with the basic foundation of Form I... but she was still not finished.​

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Once they'd all had time as opponent & defender, and each appeared more or less confident, Drystan clapped her hands for attention. "Everybody feeling good? Alright, then... We have one more brief topic to cover before class is dismissed. Some of you may or may not be familiar with this portion of training, but I assure you, it is quite fun... if you're good at it."

With that, the Jedi woman devilishly grinned, then reached behind a nearby tree, producing two items: a flight helmet with the blast shield entirely painted over, and a small metal sphere with its' surface covered in dimples.​

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A training drone.​

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"Now, then... the principle of this is simple. Each of you, one at a time, will take turns in the ring. Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to open yourselves to The Force... Seeing the drone not with your eyes, but with your heart. Your spirit." ​

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She passed the drone to each student in turn before its' activation, allowing them to inspect both it and the helmet they'd be wearing.​

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"I assure you, the drone will not injure you... but the bolts it fires are not pleasant. If you can deflect its' blaster bolts using your lightsabers & The Force alone, then you may leave class today with confidence. This training is not mandatory... but I hope to see everyone take part."​

 

[Kaili Brand]

Kaili watched some of the younglings try their hand at the remote first. Most did well in Kaili’s mind, taking a few well place bolts before sussing out whatever trick was needed to win Master Marakos seemingly unwinnable game. There were a few failures to be sure, often left exiting the ring with minor welts and the flush of loss tinting their cheeks (biology providing). But what was frustrating him was there was nothing visible distinguishing the two groups. Footing, speed, height, race. Not a single thing struck Kaili as an outstanding common factor of failure.

The youngling either did succeed, or they did not. And whatever they tried seemed irrelevant to what he could only call a per-deterministic outcome. Deciding that he’d get little information from continued observation, he quietly took the helmet from the last participant.

Stepping into the ring, he placed the helmet on, a thin smirk spreading across his lips as he did so. “So thats the trick...” He thought with a small bit of amusement, ignoring the faint smell of foreign sweat coming from the shared equipment. The blast shield had been painted over, but no paint job was ever perfect and a few spots were thinner than others. He still couldn’t see out of the thing, even the thinnest of spots only allowing a dull grey bubble of light, but it was enough to give him what he thought was the answer.

All he had to do was listen for the whirring of the remotes repulsor and orient the helmet so he could watch for the flash of blaster fire. The rest was just guessing which target zone the drone would aim for, which if he was looking the right way would be a lot easier.

“Ready...” He said, voice holding a little stronger than normal. He’d been flying blind for most of the class, each correction of stance or position being a well meaning (and in some ways appreciated) reminder that even the youngest person here far outstripped him in experience. But right now, he allowed a small bubble of pride form in his chest as he ignited the training saber.

This bubble of pride lasted a record breaking two seconds as the remote dipped low and popped a bolt into Kaili’s knee. Kaili hissed softly in pain, shifting his body in the direction he had felt the bolt impact, the drone whirring tauntingly as it zipped to his left firing off two shots quickly into the young man’s shoulder.

He shoots out a wild swing, the saber blades low hum briefly interrupted by a staccato crack as he struck the ground. The remote backing away quickly at the reckless strike and finally give the padawan a moment to think.

The flash strategy was decidedly abysmal. Tracking the remote by sound alone was its own issue, but the more pressing problem was the fire. If the muzzle flash was visible through the blast shield, he couldn’t tell. The small pinprick blobs of light had remained the same stubborn dull grey for the entire fight so far, even when he KNEW the remote was in front of him.

The humming back ground noise of Kashyyyk prodded the back of his mind while the remote continued to circle and peppered him with shocks. It was growing louder now, Kaili being too distracted by the remote to take the time he normally needed to beat the connection closed like he had everyday in the past few weeks. A thousand unwelcome and unwanted surface sensations of every bug, rodent, plant and force knew what else in a hundred meters echoing in his skull with such intensity he’d be worried about going deaf if he didn’t know it wasn’t real sound. The remote shoots him once again in the knee causing it to buckle, along with it the last of Kaili’s patience.

His emotions blew straight past anger or frustration, the situation having spiraled out of his control so badly that both seemed utterly pointless. The remote shoots his left hand. Instead he landed in an almost zen balance of exhaustion and want. The remote fires a glancing blow across his back. He was sick and tired of trying to shut Kashyyyk out, a planet that seemed determined to be heard regardless of his objections. He was sick of hearing the calm alien tones of jedi, especially those no older than him, and just wanted to see one person react the way they did back home. Just one annoyed out burst or dumb joke or awkward mistep. Just so he knew he could atleast relate to anyone here. The remote fires again, the blow landing solidly in his chest.

But greater than any of those things, he just wanted one second to calm down and THINK. One second with no force noise, no awkward attempts at talking, and no training remotes. Which he could get if the remote would

just

stop

SHOOTING.

The normal interval of pain he was expecting next was instead replaced by a dull reverberation in his arms, now in a limp high guard that he had not commanded. His previously agitated emotions calming considerably as his arms lowered, the noise of Kashyyyk quieting of its own volition as his arms lowered and drifted left sending a second reverberation as something glanced off the blade. As the shock of this rather new sensation wore off, a thought registered dimly in his mind.

“Did I ‘ust hit somethin’?” he asked aloud, voice slightly slurred in confusion and perhaps a little louder than the boy would normally used. He stood up slowly, one hand releasing the saber hilt as the other continued to the right, quiet happy to finish the block on its own. He was aware of surprisingly little at the moment, his thoughts fuzzy from the sudden emotional whip lash. Only three things really stuck out amidst the chaos; that his footing was horrible at the moment, and that something floating to his right would be moving behind him soon and that he should turn and take a step left.

Limply he followed the suggestion, saber hanging weakly in his right hand and something flew past him, the sound of blaster firing coming from the floating sensation from earlier. “Oh. Remote. Ok....” he thought, the realization of what he was just doing coming back to him with a drunken slowness.

He wasn’t fully sure how long the exercise had been going, but he did know he was absolutely DONE for the day. He took two lazy steps left, already sensing the remote’s path before its repulsors did with his left hand extending slightly. A dimpled weight slapping against his palm signaled that he had captured the now equally confused primitive droid in his grip.

A faint remnant of the logical part of his mind told him there should be an external off switch for the remote, which his now somewhat adrift conscious mind agreed with, thumb sliding along the metal shell to find it. A brief warning flashed in his mind as the droid fired at his leg, his right wrist twisting sharply and placing the blade between the bolt and himself. Oh...he half meant to do that one! Neat.

“No. ‘s bad ball friend. Dun do that.” he grumbled drunkenly, reprimanding the remote as his thumb finally found the external power button and pressing down gently. He switch his saber off as the remote powered down, taking a few tries before finally finding his belt clip. His grip now free from the saber he reached up, pulling the helmet off and blinking away the blur as his eyes readjusted to seeing.

After the lights shifted into focus enough for him to see he took a few wobbling steps to the edge of the ring. He handed the helmet and remote (now dubed ball friend in his stupor) off to the nearest person shaped blur as he stepped out before continuing to a bench shaped blur a few feet away, deciding to rest a bit before returning to his room.

 

[Reggie Faayare]

Since Reggie was directed to be Ostdern's partner, he decided to let the fellow Padawan be on the defensive first. Reggie already knew the form, so he believed it was important to give the other Padawan the chance to learn how to learn the guards first.

Reggie's strikes were quick and precise, but didn't have too much power behind them. Part of it was because the young Padawan did not want to harm his partner, the other part being that he was not a very powerful person. Reggie made sure that his partner was getting a hold on the different guards, so his attacks were performed in a way for his partner to learn. He went for high strike, middle strike, and low strike in the beginning and then changed it up a bit.

Low, high, middle.
middle, high, low.
High, low, middle.

After awhile, the two Padawan's switched positions. Reggie's defenses were solid and left almost no opening when being attacked. It was obvious that he focused on his defenses more than offense whenever he practiced, showing the reason why his attacks didn't exactly have the force they needed behind them.

"Good job my friend!"

Reggie's excitement grew when Knight Marakos brought out a training drone and gave them a choice to participate in the next part of training. He had never done training like this before, so he was ready for the new experience.

Another Padawan went up first, which Reggie gathered was Kaili. He watched as the fellow Padawan stepped up to the plate. Most people would probably gather that the young Padawan didn't do too well, but in Reggie's perspective, he did everything he could. He did what some others didn't do: attempted the training. That was something respectable. Besides, Kaili probably did better than expected. This training was not easy, at least from what Reggie witnessed.

When Kaili stepped out the ring, he handed the helmet and remote to him, Reggie guessing that he could not see too clearly. Before Reggie stepped into the ring, he walked over to Kaili who took a few steps to a near by bench. He didn't know if this was a good idea but Reggie didn't want to leave his fellow Padawan hanging.

Reggie carefully put one hand on Kaili's shoulder and smiled at the other Padawan, quietly speaking to him.

"You did good stepping in that ring. You took the training opportunity that was granted, which says a lot my friend. Keep up the good work. For now, rest a bit."

As always, Reggie demonstrated his kind and friendly demeanor, his presence through the force being one of friendliness.

After saying a few words to his fellow Padawan, Reggie stepped into the ring and put on the helmet. He cleared his mind and focused on the task at hand, getting into his stance.

It didn't take long for Reggie to get hit by a one of the droids shots. He was hit in the shoulder, which made his stance falter for a bit.

"Ouch!"

The young Padawan could hear the buzzing of the droid, and he tried to stay in front of training droid. Things weren't that easy though. Reggie was hit again, this time the shot hitting him in the side. The Padawan grunted, and started to lose his calmness.

Taking a deep breath, Reggie used the force to sense what was around him instead of his regular hearing. He took in everything around him with the force, and quickly removed the sounds in the area except for the droid. To Reggie, it was just him and the droid now. He listened to the buzzing of the droid and adjusted his position whenever the droid moved out from in front of him, making sure that it couldn't get behind him too easily.

Predicting the droids movements, Reggie was barely able to block a bolt going for his legs with a low guard. The next shot hit him in his shoulder again, sending a brief sensation of discomfort through it. After that, the remaining shots were easily blocked by the Padawan, quickly moving his lightsaber to defend against the bolts. The more he deflected, the quicker his movements were to defend himself.

When the droid stopped firing at him, Reggie took off the helmet and handed it to whoever was next.

"That was more difficult than I thought it would be."

Reggie said this under his breath to himself, but some people around could have caught what he said if they were really listening. The young Padawan was happy about the experience though, his smile and the fire in his eyes showing that even though it was difficult, he was grateful for the learning experience.



[member="Kaili Brand"] [member="Drystan Marakos"] [member="Raya-Tat"] [member="Ostdern Mastogar"] [member="Jasper Candos"] [member="Cawn"]

 

[Ostdern Mastogar]

[member="Kaili Brand"] [member="Drystan Marakos"] [member="Raya-Tat"] [member="Jasper Candos"] [member="Cawn"] [member="Reggie Faayare"]

one two three, one two three...…

This the number of strikes that Ostdern had to block from Reggie before going on the offensive. However, things weren't so easy for the Padawan. He had trouble acclimating to the new style of fighting, so he found himself merely hacking at his opponents strikes instead of delivering a proper block.

"Wow Reggie, you're quite the Swordsmen. Now watch this."

Ostdern went on the defensive and began delivering strong strikes to Reggie's 'saber. But try as he might, his opponent's defenses were just too much for the young one to get through. He soon tired out and submitted to the might that was Reggie Faayare.

"I, cannot beat you. My skills in this style are too lacking to put up a quality fight, you win."

Next came the drone. Kaili and Reggie both had quick and easy goes of it and Ostdern had a lot to live up to if Drystan was to be impressed. After already failing the lightsaber sparring he wanted to give it his all. Taking the helmet from Reggie, he walked over to the droid and stood ready.

zzzzzaaaappp

Almost immediately a volley of blaster bolts rained down on him. He blocked the first few but quickly became overwhelmed. The first hit his stomach, then the rest cam down on his legs and and back.

"Ah, why, ooh. AAHHH!"

In a last stand style offensive he charged at the drone swinging wildly before his was cut down by a blast to the chest and collapsed.

"How was that Drystan?"

 

[Drystan Marakos]

Drystan made sure to watch each small duel in turn, paying attention as much as she could to her students' timing & footwork.

[member="Reggie Faayare"] & [member="Ostdern Mastogar"] sparred together, and Drystan took a few moments to pay close attention to the exchange. She was curious how each would perform... and noticed a number of interesting truths about both young men. Ostdern's skill with a hilted lightsaber was not as poor as he might've realized... or been willing to admit. It was clear, however, that he'd likely fare better when armed with his own specialized blade. She was now more curious to see what he was capable of, and wondered how the roles might have reversed.

The Padawan's performance against the drone was actually quite good, and Drystan found herself chewing her lip as the Padawan dropped beneath a hail of low-power energy blasts. She was about to ask if he was alright when he asked her how he'd done; to-which she answered with a grin, "Much better than you think, Ostdern." When she had a moment alone with him, while he was resting, she'd explain further: "You actually did quite well... This training is difficult, to say the least, and I wanted to see your foundation... which I have. I'd like to see what you can do with your personal hilt, once class is over... in sparring, and versus a Drone."

[member="Reggie Faayare"] possessed his own hidden talents - for one, he seemed skilled in defensive bladework; perhaps even a natural Soresu practitioner. His moves weren't well-defined, of course... and his share of attacks possessed little power, which training would improve... but she would make it a point to discuss The Way of the Mynock with the Padawan. For his part, he seemed open & excited to learn, and Drystan was pleased. When he completed his turn at the training drone (successfully defending from a number of attacks), Drystan congratulated him just as she'd congratulated the others: "Good job, Reggie. I see the makings of a Soresu Practitioner in you."

And then, there was [member="Kaili Brand"]...

His training up until then had gone well enough, and Drystan thought the young man went into the Drone portion in high spirits - had she known, of course, that he was searching for a cheat, she would have explained that there wasn't one.

The drone was programmed to deliver stinging bolts which wouldn't physically injure, but certainly provided enough impact to wake up anyone struck by them. In the first few moments of Kaili's training, he became the prime example that Yes, Jedi Training was hard; it was blasted impossible to block these bolts without at least some connection to The Force. To think, was to fail... and as the remote hummed, zipping to & fro, and delivering bolt after bolt, Drystan winced and was about to move to stop it... when something happened.

She had been sure the boy was about to give up, when suddenly, all thought seemed to leave his body and he simply reacted; glancing a blaster bolt off his lightsaber and sending it whining harmlessly into the air. Just before the dimpled sphere smacked into his open, waiting palm, the Padawan deflected two more blaster bolts on the fly - a wild strike, one-handed but accurate, saving himself from two more painful shots... then saved himself from a fourth which would have caught him in the leg and driven him to the ground. Almost lazily, Kaili simply caught the remote and turned it off. Completely blind, exhausted, and in pain.

Drystan watched him go, her mouth slightly open in an expression of surprise... for she'd never seen anyone do that before. After he'd been resting for a few moments, she delivered to him a bottle of cool purified water, and gave him a broad smile.

"Excellent work, young one... Even deflecting one bolt is a feat of itself. You truly touched The Force today. I've never heard of anyone actually turning a remote off!" And she would laugh at that... the sound melodic, amused, and pleasant.

 

[Jasper Candos]

[member="Kaili Brand"] @Raya-Tat @Ostdern Mastogar [member="Drystan Marakos"] [member="Cyrus Nova"] [member="Cawn"]

Jasper feared this.

Jasper knew he was going to have to deal with this problem, he knew this problem had affected him throughout his life, and he knew it had brought him different kinds of problems that he hated facing. Communicating with the person, how the person will react to his ideas, how the person himself will act were just a few of the things that worried Jasper to no end. Staying at the temple for a few days helped Jasper realized that not everyone at the temple was like most people at his home planet or like the people he had to deal with when he was younger. However, he still had that one certain fear that he hated.

Working with others with little information on them.

Granted he worked with others people before including a few Jedis in the temple, but he had gained some form of information on the few people he work with and realized that the Jedi were safe for him to work it as far as he knew. He didn't know much about the other Jedis and what they were like but he knew he had to compromise with himself. The force was something he felt that be of good use to him and what he wanted to do and in order for him to learn from it, he needed to take a risk and deal with the unknown in the form of coming to a new planet he never been before, be a part of a order that focused on a part of it and work alongside people he didn't know.

Taking in a deep breath in response, he cautiously headed over to Raya-Tat, and began to practice form I with her. Jasper didn't think the pawadan was dangerous from first glance, but still treaded and work with her cautiously, he been through too much to let appearances fool him. Turning on his training light-saber. Jasper practiced with the follow Jedi Padawan.


Jasper felt that he learn a lot from this practice session with Raya- Tat along with the information he got from the Jedi Master on his question about the form weakness. The longer he practice with her the more comfortable he felt, and the more comfortable he felt the more he was able to better focus on Shi-cho. He mostly utilize the defense aspects of the form, feeling that a good defense will grant him better protection. He knew that offense was important to, but not as important as defense. He heard of a form that focus mainly on defense and make it a must to learn and master the form as soon as he finished the other two forms.

Taking a quick break from practicing, Jasper had a chance to look at the Faayare and Mastogar's attempts at the drone and although they were shot a few times by the drone, he was impressed. He tried to take in what he had seen from the both of them, their stances, swings, and reactions being hit before continuing with Tat he knew that he didn't want to face the drone, not for the moment at least, and wanted to see everyone else attempts at it before trying it himself or until he felt comfortable with the swings he did in form I, whatever came first.

Taking a quick break from practicing, Jasper had a chance to look at the Faayare and Mastogar's attempts at the drone and although they were shot a few times by the drone, he was impressed. He tried to take in what he had seen from the both of them, their stances, swings, and reactions being hit before continuing with Tat he knew that he didn't want to face the drone, not for the moment at least, and wanted to see everyone else attempts at it before trying it himself or until he felt comfortable with the swings he did in form I, whatever came first.

 

[Kaili Brand]

[member=Reggie Faayare]’s words had not registered with Kaili on any physical level. He was aware he was being spoken to, but the words sound like he was hearing them from deep underwater. He did feel Reggie talking though, in the sense that a warm light in the force had directed itself in Kaili’s general direction.Warm and...weirdly fluffy feeling light, but light all the same.

As the fluff light turned away, Kaili attempted to find...well,himself in the fog of the force. Senses beyond bodily ones being a bit new to him, it took longer than he’d like to admit. Though the weird roving bubble of though that was (as close as he could approximate) him did take a moment to watch as the fluffy light from before attempted to deal with the drone, followed by a more...sandy textured noise he guessed.

A sensation of cold near his face was finally brought him back out of the peculiar mental drift, his eyes registering a bottle of water in front of him. His hand reaches out, grasping the plastic weakly and bringing it to his lips where he drained the contents almost immediately, quenching a cotton mouth he’d not realized he had. He only managed to catch a few of the soft words that followed, though the tone and residual echo of emotion he could still feel seemed pleased. “Wash...I not supposed to turn ball friend off?” He asked, brain still too punch drunk to devote power to any higher degree of eloquence.

 

[Raya-Tat]

Raya had been moving and mostly off to the side... letting herself find a flow but also avoid some of the others as she twirled with her tail acting as a sort of counter balance. Her mother had always taught her after all that if she showed off others would be jealous... I mean they would have to be they didn't have a tail... tails were cool and fluffy and warm and as she moved with the saber she corkscrewed her body using the one leg before she spun around and brought her leg down with the saber along her leg to twist and be able to go around at odd angles. She could move around almost dancing to herself with some private internal soundtrack. She was moving and the remote came at her sent from the jedi teaching it as she moved. tucking in and ducking low to the ground for a brief second as the force was pumping and making the sound of blood rushing go through her ears. She lept up and kicked off the wall to deflect a shot while bringing her tail around to smack with full force into the remote and send it down towards the floor. While one of the rekalu spheres decloaked around her and fired off several shots that she was seeing in her minds eyes as she brought the saber around in a barrier style. twirling it around her body to minimize the area uncovered.

 

[Drystan Marakos]

[member="Jasper Candos"] & [member="Raya-Tat"]'s training was interesting to watch, indeed...

Jasper was mostly quiet, saying little; obviously fully engrossed in the practice of the Form and interested in performing to the best of his ability. He seemed reasonably adept at protecting himself, avoiding becoming overly aggressive - not necessarily a problem in training, but a mindset which would hinder him if he were to use the Form in true combat. Drystan marked him as another prospective Soresu student, alongside [member="Reggie Faayare"]...

She'd have to organize a class in the defensive form, and soon.

Raya-Tat, however, seemed quite the opposite. The young Re-Al appeared far more agile than her counterpart; with her tail providing a significant amount of counterweight, the Padawan danced to & fro, less focused on defense & more on the attack. Drystan began to wonder if Raya-Tat might be better suited for another of the forms... Form IV, otherwise known as The Way of the Hawk-bat. Ataru was a highly aggressive form, requiring large amounts of energy to sustain itself due to its acrobatic & violent motion. The Re-Al put Jasper onto the defensive more than once.

Jasper chose to face the remote last, while Raya-Tat went, once again displaying her acrobatic prowess. She succeeded in deflecting a number of blasterbolts, as well as showing some skill in a defensive weaving pattern similar to Soresu. "Very good, young lady!" Drystan nodded approvingly. "Quite the dancer, indeed... Unafraid of being in the air." The Jedi quipped, giving the Padawan a wink.

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

[member="Kaili Brand"]'s punch-drunk slurring of words brought Drystan a twinge of concern, but when she reached out to touch his spirit, she could feel that he'd only broken through into new understanding. The young man would be fine.

"You did just fine, Kaili... Just fine, indeed. Rest."

~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Once [member="Jasper Candos"] took his turn with the remote, the training for the day would be nearing its conclusion. Each of the students had performed remarkably well... and Drystan was already planning more classes for the future.

 

[Jasper Candos]

@Cawn @Kaili Brand [member="Raya-Tat"] [member="Drystan Marakos"] [member="Ostdern Mastogar"] [member="Reggie Faayare"]

Jasper didn't realize it until the last second, but he now knew there was one one person who hasn't practice the form of Shi-Cho on the drone.

Himself

While he did told himself that he would go if he was the last one left to face the drone, he also wished he had a little more time practicing form I first before taking it on. But he digressed, he had time left to work on the form but he instead choice to watch some of the others take a turn at the drone with various results. He knew that it's wouldn't be fair to himself if he didn't take a turn at the drone when others did. The only thing that stood between the young man and the drone was a few couple of steps.

Well there was one other thing that Jasper didn't wanted to face or even acknowledged when it came to practicing with the drone. His fear of the drone's blasters and what they could do to him. Even worse, he feared of what the others would think of him once they seen seen him practicing with the drone. What he would do? how he react to getting shot? How does he swings his blade and what is his footwork like? He were some of the questions he through of the others would be thinking while he was in the position the rest were in within the past hour.

In response to the thoughts he was giving he took a deep breath but made sure it wasn't noticeable. He walked over to the drone upon realizing that he been standing for a while to the point that others would notice and examined the drone for a few seconds before getting into position. A tight feeling wines up in his gut as he breathing becomes more noticeable and his body language showing his discomfort apparent. He slowly positions his training light-saber in front of reminiscent of the middle guard that is used by both Jedi and Sith alike. Jasper soon realized his hand were trembling out of fear for what could happen and tighten his grip on the saber in response.

“Wait!!” Jasper said in a quick tone. Moving out of the way of the direction of the drone's stun blaster. He took a few deep breaths before looking over to the others before saying, “I apologize. I'm just nervous everybody.” He cursed himself inside for allowing the fear to make a embarrassment of him. He took a few more seconds to remind himself of the practicing he did before walking in front of the drone.

Sounds of the drone activation and the device operating in the forms of other sounds could be heard. He soon realized that the fear that was initially small inside him, started to grow exponentially and Jasper knew why. Those few seconds before the event happens, before the blaster is fired and Jasper will have have no choice but to react to it. He knew he had to do something, heck, he was GOING to do something and he knew what to do or at least what he should do.

Soon the first shot was fired from the blaster and Jasper immediate did a sweep at the bolt causing it to ricochet off the light-saber, soon another bolt was fired making Jasper swing his light-saber again. He does this a few more times in response, keeping a grounded stance, focusing on every blaster coming this way and only moving his arms and shoulder. He doesn't move the rest of his body parts which is beginning to cost him as the blaster began to fire more consistently and Jasper started to show fatigue in the form of his breathing. Jasper kept to his middle guard form not changing his guard. He believed that he only needed defense and nothing more.

Soon it happen. A bolt connected to his knee.

He staggered and winced in pain in response. He tried to fight the pain by tightening his grip but more kept coming. He was able to defect some of them but for every bolt he defected three of him connect at a body part. He soon had enough of it and moved out of blaster's range. He touched his arm after turning off his training saber and began to think about what he went through.